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i worked for a season in southern japan. aside from a nepali guy and i, everyone i saw and interacted with was a native-born japanese national. in japan i am illiterate and my spoken japanese is functional for very basic needs, but terrible. i lived in a dormitory and worked with a team of like 7 other dudes every day, 6 days a week. they were also the guys i ate meals and generally socialized with. it was outdoor manual labor work, so poor language skills matter less than being able to crack dumb jokes, understand basic directions, and promote safety on the jobsite.
when i was getting ready to leave for this trip, i was talking to a friend of mine who lived for two years in japan. he was super excited for me to go [described japan as "fucking crazy" with total affection] and eager for me to report back on experiences in a rural community. he told me before i left that nothing would irritate me more when i got back than the honkey weebs who "learned japanese to watch anime" and think that the weird anime they obsessively watch is accurate in its portrayal of people and that their consumption of these specific entertainment products has gifted them a comprehensive familiarity with an old, complex and varied culture. i remember thinking this was a weirdly specific thing to be annoyed by.
i have been back for 10 years and ill be goddamned if he wasn't 100% correct. a friend of a friend is a total weeb freak and they drive me nuts. they post hiragana in text chat conversation where no one else can read it (cool brag i guess?) and describe all their idiosyncrasies and preferences as "japanese". they have supposedly taught themselves japanese, but when asked if they are ever going to visit (they are crazy well-off), they are confused why someone asked because they have no plans to do so. they did it to watch more anime. their fetishized and narrow understanding of a place is like nails on a chalkboard for me.